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Night with The Candle Light

What if your best silence is not the night that doesn’t rain, the space without a noise, and Norah Jones. What if your silence is the crowd, the scream, or Linkin Park?

What if your best relax hour isn’t by lying down the grass, staring at the stars, slipping through the pillow. What if mid day, when you have your brain think and your hand work like every second is Monday, is the time you enjoy the most?

What if your happiness isn’t the comedy show, the anecdotes, the jokes, or the stand up comedians. What if the satire story, the mess, the confusing people, are the sources of you ear to ear smile?